Chorus:

Under-cap, find the mind from which the godly comes

Raps fly when the hatch to my noggin does

Perhaps try if the stash to your nodding cuts

Relax alright, you can light it up and bun it up x2

Verse:

Feel the flow, the high grade commodity

Listen to me cos the content of my name is an oddity

Space oddity

Ground control, keep the flow

I’m rapping to their soul, I’m also rapping to my own

Didn’t you know? We’re all alone because we’re all collected

Didn’t you know? We’ve all a role because we’re all elected

Thе order is hectic

Trynna sit on the fеnce it

Stands between the region of

Chaos and the former

Lands contravene and the peace lays on the border

Where too is the fight

But where one commits to wrong they will go on to do right

Out of sight

Out of mind

Past vastly behind? you’ll be fast in acting in kind

If the past’s awake in the forefront you will behave in accordance

You’re an author, read your book, turn a new page each morning

Every issue brings an issue

Bring the tissue

Blow your nose, grit ya teeth and breathe through your nasal tissue and take it

Waiting to be driven you are sorely mistaken

Chorus:

Under-cap find the mind from which the godly come

Raps fly when the hatch to ma noggin does

Perhaps try if the stash to your nodding cuts

Relax alright you can light it up and bun it up x2

Verse:

Sorely mistaken you think I’m waiting for your painstaking

Evaluating

Cut the shadow, I like to face it

Clear the gallow, like to coat the place in

My bone marrow cos I’m stem selling

I’m not a hallow but I’m REM-telling

Rapid tongue movement, young and I’m grooving

Look up at ‘something to loser, nothing to provers’

Look down at straps on my boots, stripe and the swooshes ayy

I see the nod I feel the odds in my favour today

Chips drop where they may

And I can only rotate

Made up of the same bricks

But we make different shapes

Tetris the game

Tetromino, call us tetramigo

San Pelligrino in a rocks glass

Lucky I can rock that

Sip it while you lot laugh

I like the thing I say I like

No capping

I write the spit, the pain will spike in a cold slap since

Your body leaves extremities exposed, at risk

So why is it the heat provides the most anguish?

Sits within a radii

Global sandwich

Chorus:

Under-cap find the mind from which the godly come

Raps fly when the hatch to my noggin does

Perhaps try if the stash to your nodding cuts

Relax alright you can light it up and bun it up x2